A Poetic Affair (Complete)

This is something that just happened to me, and I wanted to write it down immediately to share with everyone.
The Fun Chat Room seems to be my lucky place, and a place of great fortune, especially with women. In the past two years, I've met many beautiful
women there, and spent the night with four of them.
Today I'm talking about the fifth one, and it happened last night. I had
a rare three-day holiday, so two weeks ago I started intentionally or unintentionally looking for people to chat with, hanging out on the Fun Chat Room,
waiting patiently or making the first move. Although the chances were extremely slim, I had a gut feeling I would succeed. But
fate was unkind.
I met a beautiful woman from Hong Kong, about my age (note: I'm almost thirty). Perhaps
it's the influence of Western ideas, but her husband doesn't want children. He's always careful during
menstruation because abortion is illegal in Hong Kong, and as a government employee, breaking the law
is absolutely unacceptable.
After chatting for a while, we added each other on QQ. Actually, although I saw her QQ profile, which said she was from Hong Kong,
I thought it was just a guess, because you could count on one hand the number of people in Hong Kong who use QQ; they mostly
use Skype, MSN, etc.
We chatted once or twice at first, but she seemed indifferent. She said she and her husband had been married for five
years, and their relationship had become increasingly bland, with almost no fun or novelty left, because her husband was a football fanatic
, and she said she wasn't even as passionate as a football. But from her words, she said she wouldn't dare to cheat. I
didn't have high hopes either, but I still advised her to be more open-minded and find her own happiness.
We didn't chat for several days afterward. Once, while cleaning up my friend list, I almost deleted her, but
thankfully I held back.
Two nights before Qingming Festival, she took the initiative to chat with me. She said she had figured things out, wanted to find her own happiness,
and wanted to travel. She asked if I wanted to go to Zhongshan for hot springs. I was quite surprised; this kind of initiative was rare for her
. The previous times, I was the one who initiated the conversation, and she was indifferent. I said sure, and then we discussed going to Shenzhen
. She said she had never been to Happy Valley, so let's go there. I agreed, and we exchanged phone numbers.
That's when I found out she was actually in Hong Kong. Later, I learned she was originally from the mainland but immigrated to Hong Kong.
We agreed to go to Shenzhen on Saturday.
Although I've had this experience a few times, I don't seem to have a very strong mental fortitude. The night before, I was
surprisingly nervous and couldn't sleep, only managing about five hours. The next morning
, I took the early train to Shenzhen. When I arrived at Luohu Station, she said she was already waiting for me at Metro Line A. Perhaps it was a kind of telepathic connection, but
as soon as I received her text message, I spotted her immediately. Although I hadn't seen her face yet, my intuition told
me it was her. I walked over, and sure enough
, it was her. Although I had seen her photos before, she looked very different—much more beautiful than in the pictures, with a fantastic figure.
While her bust wasn't large, she had no excess fat, was slender, and wore a low-cut dress that revealed her cleavage. She was
incredibly sexy and elegant, and perhaps due to her daily exposure to the fashion scene in Hong Kong, she was very stylish.
We smiled at each other, and all the awkwardness disappeared.
We held hands and embraced. Although we were both a little nervous, the initial awkwardness vanished instantly. The metro sped off, and in the blink of an eye,
we arrived at Window of the World.
The hotel was already booked: Ya Feng Hotel. Nanshan is truly a wonderful place. It seems to have originally been a forest, with
tall, dense trees. The sunlight is strong, but walking on the sidewalks is very shady, and the air is filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, especially the sweet
scent of osmanthus, which is incredibly refreshing. We checked into the hotel.
As soon as I closed the door, I wanted to kiss her, but she seemed a little shy and avoided me, going to the bathroom. We both took
a shower .
She was wearing a very sexy nightgown. I held her tightly, my hands roaming over her body.
She had a great figure, smooth skin, and her breasts, though not large (maybe a 34B), were small and firm,
with small areolas and nipples, which I liked. They were also very sensitive; touching them made her moan, which excited me greatly. Even more
exciting were her transparent panties—super sexy.
When I first touched her genitals, her legs were closed. Later, I kissed her, sucked on her breasts, and
told her to relax. She gradually opened up. Slow moans filled the room. She closed her eyes,
enjoying the sexual pleasure. Her hands began to wander, caressing my body. I guided her hand
to my penis, and she began to caress it as well.
During our online chat, she mentioned they hadn't tried oral sex yet, which surprised me; it seemed too conservative.
So I kissed her genitals, parted her legs, and in the dim light of the bedside lamp, I saw her very beautiful vulva
—a high mons pubis with a straight line of pubic hair. I began to kiss her. She initially resisted, but later, intense
moans and trembling replaced the resistance. Her vagina felt like a young girl's; when I licked or inserted a finger,
it felt incredibly tight, and a lot of fluid gushed out. She quickly stroked my penis; it seemed she
really wanted it.
So I hugged her, and my little brother, finding its way into her wetness, slid in easily. We kissed passionately
, I held her head tightly, sucking on her tongue, and she responded passionately.
After about ten minutes, I felt like I was about to explode, so we changed positions. She lay face down on the bed, and I entered from behind. Later,
we changed positions again, and I kissed her ears, licking my tongue inside. She moaned loudly, and I asked her if she had orgasmed.
She said she had twice, which excited me, but I also wanted to last longer, so I started talking to distract myself
.
After almost half an hour, I lifted her onto the table, put a sheet on it, and entered her standing up. She
hugged me, and as I penetrated her, I stroked her clitoris with my hand. She squirted again and said, "
You're fucking me to death..." I was about to ejaculate then, so I immediately pulled out and ejaculated on her legs.
She said she never imagined that sex could be so pleasurable. She said her husband ejaculated in just a few minutes, and only in one
position, without any foreplay. I was really stunned; maybe it's because we've been together for so many years.
She took another shower, went out for lunch, and afterwards they were supposed to go to Happy Valley, but the sun was too strong, she said.
Let's not go there. So we just strolled around the area. It really felt like a resort, with huge trees, ancient banyan trees
, tall banana trees, palm trees, and wildflowers covering the hillsides—like a botanical garden. There were also patches of green space.
Many couples and families were on a spring outing. We walked around, stopped, played in the water, took pictures, and even walked barefoot on the pebble path.
We lay embracing on the green grass. The sky was so blue, and I felt so relaxed—it had been so long since I'd felt this relaxed.
An afternoon passed just like that. It seems Shenzhen has some great places too; I just hadn't been there before and hadn't discovered them
.
In the evening, we drank coffee and ate Western food at a coffee shop. Rocking chairs, candlelight—it felt like a first love, so beautiful.
Back at the hotel, my legs were exhausted; I hadn't walked such a long way in a long time. We showered together, and I teased
her mischievously. She mischievously grabbed my penis too; she wasn't shy anymore.
We were so tired, so we cuddled and slept for a while. As if by telepathy, we woke up a little while later, both of us seeming to know
what was about to happen. Hehe, another passionate kiss.
This time, I tried to get her to suck my penis. At first, it didn't work; she resisted and only used her hands. So I positioned myself
on top of her in a 69 position and started sucking and licking her, intentionally aiming my penis at her mouth. After
a while, I felt a warm sensation. I turned around and saw her kissing me, but it was just a light touch. With
my fingers inserted and her tongue licking my clitoris, she completely let go, moaning loudly. She even took my
penis into her mouth! I was incredibly excited.
It seems that a woman's inability to have sex isn't her problem, but rather a lack of male guidance.
As I began to penetrate, she mischievously bit my chin, which hurt a little. I then penetrated harder, and with each thrust,
she screamed, unsure if anyone outside could hear. After a while, I picked her up and let her straddle me.
I held her buttocks and helped her. She gradually found her rhythm, and I thrust upwards. After a while, she stopped
moving and lay on top of me. She had orgasmed. What surprised me even more was that her eyes were moist with tears,
which touched me deeply. She later said she wanted to thank me for making her so happy.
The next morning, we did it again.
Afterwards, we went for a walk in the woods. We went barefoot. The woods were vast, and there were all sorts of people. Some elderly
people were strolling, some were singing, some were playing the erhu, some were painting and sketching, children were catching small fish, and some
were playing basketball and football. There were many couples; it was a paradise for lovers, though not quite as beautiful as West Lake in Hangzhou.
We went for morning tea, both of us quite tired.
After checking out, we took the subway to Luohu Station. She crossed the border back to Hong Kong at Luohu, while I took the subway home. The unforgettable
parting kiss was unforgettable.

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